Billionaire's wife by Ashleh Queen (free ebook novel TXT) 📗

I wonder why she chose to trust her cousin’s judgment but then it was natural. I don’t think I was important enough for her to actually dig up and learn about me. But only imaging that she had to live without her baby was dreading enough. I never hope to see someone at her place.

“You want to dance on this piece.” I jumped finding Matteo’s mouth in my ear.

“No,” I shook my head slowly.

“Don’t worry…welcome to my world where if we can’t defeat something we destroy it.” And, that made me recall the murder I witnessed. I wonder what pain he went through. How his family will find this news? Does Matteo didn't consider any of this before killing him?

I found a middle-aged man coming to Mrs Campbell as she finished her piece. She smiled taking the drink and left the seat to give it to the pianist. I wonder why I was noticing her too much. And, though I know I was seeing her for the very first time I could tell there was something so familiar about her.

The party ended when Mrs Campbell was chosen as the best donator and was paired up with Mr Bianchi who also turned out to be Matteo’s uncle. And, though he was his uncle not once he came to see Matteo and likewise was busy connecting to people that concerned him.

I noticed Mrs Campbell dancing with her brother once and as the party preceded to the end more and more couple got on the stage.

But there were still many like us but as the cries and laughter got loud it was not the place where business could be discussed anymore. So, Matteo and I too only gazed at the stage and nodded to several how this talk is not finished here.

We left the venue half an hour later. And, as we made our way out we met Mr Bianchi at the entrance of the hotel. He too was waiting for his car to arrive.

“A tip to you? Don’t lose this woman. Or you will be depending on someone like you to set your date and that person will not even look at you in the whole event.” I don’t know what he meant by this. Mr Bianchi didn’t talk to me and left.

I still wonder how so many people were outside but still, no one gets the gist of the accident. I was sure that he took care of it.

Our car left the scene and I looked at how we got to the road. We didn’t take the same route and our car went ahead.

I looked at Matteo for the explanation but only find him taking out his bow tie. “Where this car is going?”

And, that did make him look at me but instead of replying his hand came to rest on my arm before he jerked me to look into his eyes.

“What should I do to you?” I could only wonder what he meant while his warm breaths fell on my face. There was something so cruel about his eyes. I got my eyes to the left as he kept nearing.

“You sure are very beautiful, Mrs Lucca….” I looked at him to only get my mouth to his. “…beautiful enough to cause death and destruction and surely the kind of woman who is worth waging the wars.”

“I am not…I didn’t ask you to…”

“Excuse me?...” He cut my speech and I stared into his eyes before admitting. “Thank you…Matteo.”

“That’s more like it…aren’t you becoming the world’s best wife. Well, it is for better. World’s best husband shouldn’t have any less.”

I blinked when he came to suck my lips. His hand around my arm squeezed making me inhale. His tongue got in as he leaned over me all the time making our kiss go deeper. My left hand was on his chest to manage his weight while the other did nothing but stayed between us to keep the distance.

“Stop the car…” He said making our car pull and I breathe in a huge gulp of air. 

I wondered where we are and the moment he got out I looked around to find it a very empty road. My heartbeat quickened as he opened the door for me even though we didn’t have an audience.

The road was wide and had trees on both sides. It could be a jungle and…he would be here to bury me dead. “What…why are we here?” I asked and wonder if the driver would help me. I didn’t even know who this driver was? I took Matteo’s hand making my way out.

“For the first time in my life, I killed for a woman. That too not to get that woman because you are already mine…” He stopped talking as I tried to hold on to the hope that he won’t hurt me here.

“Matteo…why are we here?” I asked again and he only smiled. He stopped walking as we both stood in front of his vehicle.

“And, I am sure…it is your first time that a man killed for you.” And, though I wanted to shriek I didn’t ask him to I stayed silent.

I looked at the car the moment a piece started playing, I recognized this piece it is called a table for two. I looked at his hand in surprise as he took it out for me to take. And, when I didn’t accept he got it on my waist to pull me in ever so gently. But his mere existence was enough for me to not let my guard down.

“Just stay the way you are right now…obedient, beautiful and young and you will stay my wife. Soon, the wife of the wealthiest man ever lived…” I inhaled sharply when my face touched his shoulder as he swings me slowly sideways. “…ever lived…it does have a nice sound to it. Doesn’t it?”

I know he was irritated by the fact that I stayed jumpy and cautious. After what he made me see it wasn't in my hands. I don't know why he was being more clingy to me today. I don't think he felt any regret for his actions.

I wanted to retire to bed the moment we got into our room but the moment he hugged my back I knew it wasn't possible.

He was gentle when he took out my ear dangle from the left ear and let it be on the floor. "Come on, I am sure he is in the heavens already." My breath hitched recalling the scene of that body going down. His kisses trailed over my jaw as I arched back my neck on his shoulder. The moment he held my belly I looked down. His hands were filled with blood. He was a murderer.